(So I recently read this thing about something called "Touch Starvation/Skin Hunger" and I found it really interesting and realised this is something that I've always had so I thought I'd try to convert how I experience it into an angsty SuLotte fic for y'all :3)
(Also angst/trigger warning in effect cuz I don't know if anyone would get uncomfortable by some of this...)

(Sucy POV)

I don't deserve love. I don't deserve anything. I'm nothing. These thoughts cloud my mind as I brew yet another potion to pass the endless hours of the day away.

Nobody loves me. Why should they? I don't matter. I hear the door open and shut softly behind me.

I assume it's Lotte (Akko would never be that quiet) and continue my work in silence.

After a while of being sucked into my own thoughts I flinch away at the feeling of a hand on my arm.

I whip around to see Lotte standing there, looking like a puppy that had been kicked or something.

"Sucy? Are you okay?" she asks slowly, fiddling with her thumbs.

I blush a bit, feeling guilty for reacting like that to her.

"I'm fine." I sigh, turning back around to my work.

"Are you sure? You know you can trust me, right?" she whispers, coming to the side so I can see her face from the corner of my eye.

I blush even more because, well, she's just too darn adorable.

"I'm fine, Lotte." I say again, fiddling with a vial of green goo.

"Okay. Just know I'm here if somethings on your mind, alright?" she asks with a smile.

I nod as she goes and sits on her bed, the sound of rustling paper tells me she plans to stay to read one of her books.

Great. I was hoping she'd leave. I feel myself tense. I always feel on edge around Lotte for some reason. As if she can see through my disguise and will force my walls to crumble at any moment.

I suppose it is nice to have her company though... I glance at her for a moment, heat rising in my cheeks.

Oh who cares? She'd never love someone as worthless and pathetic as me. I should just give up. I sigh as I rub my forehead in frustration.

"I'm going out." I call simply as I turn and quickly walk out of the room, not waiting for her reply.

I walk to an old tree in the commonspace, sitting beneath it as I close my eyes and sigh deeply.

I hear rustling footsteps beside me, opening one eye to see Lotte sit a few feet away under the same tree.

"Hey." she says.

"Hi." I say a bit coldly. Not on purpose, of course.

"Are you sure you're okay?" she asks, turning a bit to face me.

I bring my knees up to my chest, placing my chin atop them.

"I'm fine." I say softly, not even believing it myself.

"Sucy..." Lotte places a hand on my shoulder, and I jump away and land a few feet away on my back.

She quickly draws her hand back, fear clear as day in her eyes.

"Don't touch me." I whisper, my heart starting to race at the realization of what I just did.

"Why not? Sucy, please, is something wrong?" Lotte asks, sitting up straighter as she stares down at me with wide eyes.

"I don't deserved to be touched. To be loved. Please just leave me alone!" I scream, squeezing my eyes shut and clutching my pounding head.

This isn't good. This isn't good. Everything was going dark, and my ears were ringing.

"Sucy please calm down you're going to pass out!" Lotte calls from a few inches from my face, though she sounded miles away through my dazed state.

It was then I realized how hard I was gripping my head, feeling drips of blood from where my nails had dug into my scalp and my breathing short and ragged.

I start coughing violently, tears flowing freely down my face as my heart hammered in my ears.

"Sucy!" I open my eyes to see Lotte kneeling and crying in front of me, reaching towards me but never touching me as if she knew it would make me react even worse.

What she does next completely catches me off guard.

She leans forward, wrapping her arms tightly around me as I thrash around and try to push her away.

She doesn't budge, instead, pulling me closer until my breathing slows more and I stop coughing.

I begin panting as my head stops spinning, sighing deeply as I shakily return her hug.

"You do deserve love. You shouldn't do this to yourself, Sucy! Don't hurt yourself like this!" Lotte calls from my shoulder, I feel her tears streaming down my sleeve.

I begin crying harder, burying my face in her neck as I sob loudly.

She pulls back a bit and wipes my eyes, a sad smile on her face.

She slowly leans forward as I jerk to connect my lips to hers.

I had never known how much I needed her until that very moment, holding her close as our lips moved in sync.

"I love you, Sucy. You deserve all my love. You're perfect." she whispers, placing a hand to my cheek.

"I love you too." I say, leaning into her hand and placing my own atop hers.

And so we sat until the sun went down that day, holding each other close and never wanting to let go.

(So... that happened... and yeah I based this off of what happens when I actually have one of these attacks. Anxiety/Panic attacks are no laughing matter and can be caused by anything. This song is also one of the few that work for me when I'm having one so I hope it can maybe help you, too! If someone you know is having a panic attack however, you should NEVER try to touch them without permission. It will 99.9% of the time make it WAY WORSE. Seriously, just ask if they want to be touched. It's not that hard and it could seriously help get them calm sooner. Anyway thanks for reading you guys and I'll see y'all next time!)